Once upon a time, in a faraway land...

It was a warm summer afternoon, and you were at home, taking care of some overdue laundry. The air was breezy and light, the feeling of the soft sunlight on your skin enough to send shivers of pleasure down your spine.

Your mother called you suddenly, the small, black-haired woman appearing in your room with a basket.

"Felix, please take this to your grandmother, please. She'll need this, I'm afraid...she's on her last legs, son."

She said in a quiet voice, forcing a smile. She held out your jacket, a vivid, scarlet hooded coat.

The walk to your grandmother's house was peaceful, she lived in a secluded house in the woods, a small cottage by the stream that you'd loved so much as a child...she'd promised to pass it down to you after she was gone...the thought made your stomach churn.

However, in the shadows, there was another boy there, your age. He watched you from behind a tree, his hair long and dark and his eyes dark a beautiful. His lips were so plush and his build was nice and muscular...

Two wolf ears sat atop his head, and a fluffy black tail protruded from his trousers.

He gazed at you, his interest piqued.